The Pale Goblin - Matador Lyrics

Rolling down the window
Feeling how the wind blows
Let a little skin show
Squint at the sun
Sticking to the backstreets
Pistol in the backseat
Hope they never catch me, a
Man on the run

And I'm headed down to Tucson, boots on, sleeping on a futon
Monsoon coming on soon time to move on
Up and atom like a neutron look at me
I'm crossing more border lines than Pusha T
I bought a beat up truck in pesos
No necesito conducir rápido solo lejos
Got a half full tank and a half empty bottle
I'm heading southeast whipping dirt up like tornadoes
Bought tomatoes from a stand on the side of the street
Red as the devil, sweet as a peach
Juice drips from my lips staining the seat
I park and step out barefoot on the beach, peace
They say trees grow stronger with the breeze
So I'm watching 'em sway
I heard the words that they were speaking to me
And now I'm walking away, hey

Rolling down the window
Feeling how the wind blows
Let a little skin show
Squint at the sun
Sticking to the backstreets
Pistol in the backseat
Hope they never catch me, a
Man on the run

I know where I've gone
But I don't know what's next
Don't know what road I'm on
But I know what's at the end, yeah
I know where I've gone
But I don't know what's next
Don't know what road I'm on
But I know what's at the end

I went to a colosseum, I studied the matador
He stood proud, they opened up the cattle door
I respect the choice of garb he's wearing for the battle
He's like a ballerina but his stage is just a gravel floor
When they're knocking at my door, I'll put on the jacket
And the hat, stockings, shoes, tie, and the pants to match it
Greet a hooded figure with a bullet
Wave the flag, watch the trigger, and I dodge it as they pull it

Rolling down the window
Feeling how the wind blows
Let a little skin show
Squint at the sun
Sticking to the backstreets
Pistol in the backseat
Hope they never catch me, a
Man on the run